....Once.......the winds
Of passion flowed
...Amongst the leaves
On vineyard's row
Touching the vines
With such desire
Fueling the flames
....Of a raging fire
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Destiny's wisdom
....Then...rearranged
Those winds of passion
...To winds...of change
A frigid chill
Displaced the old
With angry gusts
....Of bitter cold
Insightful... Everything in its season... hopefully, always, only for the better.
truly inspiring, definitely changes the mindset transmuting the negative to positive
beautifully expressed James; blowing hot and cold, vivid, poignant images simply hit me in the gut.
Hi James, Wonderful expression. I am envious of your style - I loved your biography too. Thank you.
Very, very impressive! While each stanza has its merit, my favorite is the third.
Should be 'Early's Wisdom', surely a man who has lived many seasons
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Salute... a grape composition wisened by weather... or not...